That Prince Is A Girl The Vicious King's Captive Slave Mate by Kiss Leilani

Chapter 844:

Leaving them for Vladya, he hunted only the one that mattered.

Then, he saw her.

The masked Urekai carrying her was running through the underbrush.

Daemonikai roared, lunging forward. The assassin saw him and immediately dropped Emeriel.

She crashed to the ground, rolling to the side.

Daemonikai was about to charge at his attacker when a folded piece of cloth was thrown at him.

Mid-flight, it unfolded sharply, releasing a cloud of powdered toxins.

He pulled back, his nostrils flaring. Dragon’s blood. Abadin leaf. The distinct scent of snake skin, probably even mixed with snake bone.

his muscles screamed. Any ordinary Urekai would have collapsed instantly, paralyzed

that, hence the exaggeration. A mixture of toxins powerful enough to burn

pressed on. With every ounce of his dwindling strength, he closed the distance, grabbed the

it into him. He aimed for precise, vital points, again and again, until

brush, in his human form, his tunic stained with

“Are you alright?”

gritted through his

of him. I need to bring

through the forest; the only

her unconscious and

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his feet pounding the ground, back to Ravenshadow. The pain pierced through his limbs. The toxins burned in

his skin. His arms trembled from

over and over

me, my angel.